Kiltering Mayhem

Merzïry has a conflicted expression, struggling to process the complexity of the situation when is evident for me that she is going to keep in mind this matter.

—B-But "Good Girls" always help their Friends Trektör!…

—Precisely because of that factor, you are detrimental on this specific situation, so as i already said, do not delve deeper on the subject; Is not something about being a "Good" or "Bad" "Girl" neither on this case, so don't fill your head with irrelevant thoughts…

—They can't be unnecessary if helping my friend is my goal!…

{How can someone be so dazzling while being a stubborn?}

—*Sigh*, You know what, I going to give you a metaphor…

"—Thank you Trektör!…"; Her beautiful smile almost makes me falter to my words and tell her right away that Amber is probably in love with her, but i refrain, because I wouldn't put it easy for a Coward to obtain absolutely anything.

—Not so fast My Little Stubborn Bunny, after i mention to you this, you are going to bury the matter for good, regardless of if you understood or not, Deal?…

Merzïry is pouting cutely showing her displeasure, but my stern and unwavering gaze force her to lower her shoulders and face, returning her sight towards me lifting slightly her head, showcasing a submissive and subservient attitude along with a slow accepting nod, producing me an abnormal surge of desire to see more of this side of her.

{Why are my hearts pumping so fast?!, And for something so "Banal" on top of that}

*Twring*

{That sound again!; What is it?!}

Ignoring the noise once again, I cope up with how to explain what just happened to Merzïry.

—My Busty Bunny, Imagine a Pie of…

—Cream Cheese with Milk Caramel Sauce!, Is my favorite!, but not everyone knows how to do it…

—That has change over the years; But if, let's say, There is one of these delicious cakes right in front of you, What do you do with it?.

—I will eat the whole Creampie! They are delicious!…

—Exactly "My Hopping Busty", But Amber doesn't eat the cake, and even worse, she doesn't let others enjoy it either, So, what will happen to this cake?.

—It is going to rot, that would be a waste.

—Precisely…

—Mho!, I don't see how this has to do anything with Amber!…

—I already explained it, So, is your turn to fulfill your part of the deal My Cute Silver Bunny.

—Couldn't you give me another opportunity?, Pretty please Trektör…

"—Not this time"; I say ruffling the silky silver hair of Merzïry, looking at her cute pouting face trying her best to make me change my decision.

—Is not gonna work My Silver Bunny.

—Mho!, Trektör, you are a meany, Shouldn't you spoil a Good Girl?.

—Of course I should, But with moderation; Is the unrestrained demeanor what ends up spoiling "Good Girls" into "Bad" ones…

{*Sigh*, She is way too naive!}

—You see My Busty Bunny, Strictness and Discipline are important, that is why you should avoid always give leave ways; Because they end accustoming others to the fact that there are no consequences at all; It is imperative that you are aware of this, so that way, you would not freeze or freak out when one of said "Consequences" happens to you or those around.

"—I-I think… , I think I know what you are saying, That is why I don't like when others fight, we could be friends instead!"; She express with a big smile, and i almost lament what i am about to do.

—Unfortunately, Even in a perfect "Reality", The most you could have as friends is 50%, half, maybe a little more because you are cute and clearly lucky; But that is not the life of everyone; And trying to make everybody your friend, will only end up hurting those who truly are your friends, because the vast majority of people are just "Acquaintances" at most; Keep this close inside of your mind Merzïry, you don't want to regret harming a Friend for a Stranger, much less losing one, when you could prevent it…

—W-Why it sounds like…

—Because it happened to me, several times, again, Not in the literal sense, so maybe they didn't "Die"; But if you are unable to distinguish them from the rest, remember their names, their aspect, the sound of their voice or even the characteristic scent intrinsic of each individual, How is that different?.

"—I-It si not…"; Her adorable face has a dim grievance, slowly approaching her hand to my face; But I caught her digits with mine, stoping her motion.

—Go and talk with Matchmber My Cute Bunny, "She is a Keeper", and i am not talking just about her friendship.

"—I know!"; Her enthusiastic tone exuding its contagious nature.

—She would be a fine "Wife" for someone, hopefully in the near future!…

Merzïry quickly puts on her shoes and leaves the Bedroom doing short jumps; Similarly, I head towards the main entrance of the "Room 22"; Where the Mouse Squeak is obstructing the pass for Lorraine.

Whispering, Merzïry comments "—Don't make a scene again Trektör".

—That would depend on his actions.

My Cute Silver Bunny gives me a knowing smile and shake her head slightly, murmuring one sentence "Just don't overdo it, Please".

—I can't promise what I am unable to perform.

She cutely rolls her eyes, a gesture that she probably had learn from Amber; Person to whom belong the Bedroom in which Merzïry goes inside.

{Good!, I think she understood part of what I told her, Focusing on her Friend rather than a problematic Stranger}

*Twring*

{Again!, What is it?!, Or why am I hearing it}

—Let me pass already Wallace!…

The complain of Lory puts a final point to my ongoing reverie, as I observe the situation before interceding abruptly.

"—No!"; Said the Mouse Squeak with authoritative stance.

—First I want you to apologize for what you do earlier!, Lying for a pompous guy with a pretty face!.

{Oh!, Is he talking about me?, If so, He better not cross his path with Carmorac, or would learn what a real "Pretty Face" looks like, at least on a Man}

Thinking on it i recall other options that fit into the current criteria.

{The "Rich Man" I met in the past, or those brothers that i encountered in the Northern Front, "Norland and Forlán", Really good Soldiers, even when they were disgustingly rich from what i heard after both depart to their homeland}

—I DON'T LIE!, and step aside…

—Is not going to happen Camellia, You owe me an apology!, and I want it!, Now!.

—You are delusional!, and stop saying my name so casually, My Nation has already paid the debt they had with your Family, We are no longer your "Cattle", and I would rather be defiled by the Farioth than be the food sack of a BLOODSUCKER COWARD!.

"—HOW DARE YOU!"; The Mouse Squeak moves forward to hit Lorraine, trying to slap her; She is unable to keep up with the young man's explosive speed.

Which doesn't apply to me; As Quelizt allows me to observe the event with a lethargic motion; So I [Blink], appearing behind Lory and grabbing the wrist of the Mouse Squeak before he touches the delicated skin of the Lady in front of me.

Lorraine can see me out of the corner of her eye, as well as the fact that I stopped the Mouse Squeak aggression, who tries to get out of my grip without any success.

—The only one owing an apology here is you, now get out of my way "Venz'Vell", unless you want to be the next color paint the door will have.

I release his wrist and the Mouse Squeak steps aside, allowing the pass without further delay; Lory crosses the exit immediately and I do the same, heading towards the stairs.

—Thank you for protecting me Trektör, I couldn't react at all, has always been like this between our Species…

Her voice sounds dejected, almost downcast or even insecure.

—You don't have to thank me Lory, I simply followed the first rule in "Forlán's Manual".

Lory looks confused, so I confess the meaning of this "Rule".

—If you see a Young Woman in trouble, help her, You don't know when she will become part of your "Karethel" (Harem)…

Her eyes enlarge notoriously due to my words; Still, she returns quickly to normalcy as I continue speaking.

—Though I haven't find the meaning of the Last word, I suppose it means "Family", as "He" mentioned a few times how well his "Karethel" (Harem) treat him on his home.

Lorraine laughs lightly, thanking me again for my help as the two of us descend towards the entrance of the building.

—So… , You only assist me because of that, "Rule"?.

—Partially, I was going to pass, so, Why shouldn't I help a Damsel in distress when is already on my path?… , Although you talk back pretty good there, I haven't seen someone with so harsh responses since "Yesterday", Jajaja, That "Icy Doll" was, well, "Is", Brutal using words…